
Originally Posted by
Alliance
This is grown man bidnez, I can give u death
While I take liberty; fresh to death
The words submerge in the splurge of orders
In this one world it's all under heaven..
I'm sippin' da rem; hennesssy n holy-waterr..
breathin' deep let the words inhale evidencez
It's evident the line is divine heaven sent
I've proof 100%..poof..set the booth on fiya..again!!!
All I do, what I do is for the win-win!!
I'm still winning again..(ah!)
U catch wind of my wins
Smilin' how u see I'm breakin' da innz
Alliance been pushin' da pen to no endz
Grindin' da ink to da Benj like lines to ur nose stench..(uhhh!)
I've been known to own lines like prison sense..
Capture the mind and let'em spin
Lookin' like a loopin' fiya breathin' dragonn!!
U wonder how it all began!
I just keep push'n it like Jay n draw inspiration
Inhale deep like God-Son..
To da One n only Ill-Will from God-Son..
So who the hell is this ill will??
Son of a punk!?
I will leave him one..will, so he just go with da ill
N go head n diss yaself for the kill..
That's like u chokin' more than the real kill bill
Lord forgive me still, for the verbs that's sharp to impose will..(oww)
I expose skill flip the composition..
N watch how they decompose..stale..
This spit like bone thugs n harmony
When I mo muder the rap sheet!!(ugh)
I don't wanna harm thee..
but I'm armed up down to the knee..
da 380 will tickle ur feet!
Im a fiend of the earn! When word is bond..
N werd is born!! n I'm spell bounded to drown u nerds by the pound..
When them birds speak it's un-renounce
When I'm all geek squad, got the plug to da sound..
I'm from that nasty era of krazy 80's..like krazyy 88 generation!
Spit'n phlegm on the street from the block
To the old corners of ya girl city!!
N if ya zeus u gonna need more pity..
This flow of zoo that gets ya lyrics all stampede!!
U don't wanna Tri-Gun..Im like Vash..the Stampede..
Like brotha from a different mother..
Hate to understand when we get misunderstood..
I don't want to destroy ya for the sake of the brothahood
But my egos will blow ya ethos any day under da hood!!(toastyyy)
N believe u me when all is good
U aint gotta be a wanna be thug..
U be in the club huggin ya wansta thug!
Fuxx it let this be ur suicide slug
Since ur such a train wreck to the session
Im not one to fuxxin' reckon with..
I burn script n let this piece be the lesson kid!
Ya burn quick..like a NJ train wreck (rip)
I dilate the pupils so u blind to lights!
I can give u night vision still u can't break lights!
This like fighting against ur own mirror..
U can't stand ur own sight..
N young'n I've been known to owns mics..
U may test ur might!!
But u might get bite like a holyfiled night!
This rhyme is hype..like a Tyson fight!!
Fuxx what u bring..I break jaws like a Tyson right!!(lol)
Fucc all ya wrongness if u can't do it right..
Ask ur bytch she'll tell u Alliance do it nice!
The bimbos shakin' azz the way I'm throwing dicez
Im hot on this track..I haven't even taken a hike..
U can take the hype and suffocate urself until feel the high!!(ok)
Bytch ya still wet in the panties..
I go hard like a morning wood when the sun rise..
I might not raise the dead..
but the lines can resurrect the vets..
to burn ya like Biggie n Pac..
Ur all nerds tube that dance to ur tube box!
I'm on that rock that shoot out..
N party the whole block..
I ain't a house hold name
but still the house is under my name dawg!!(lol)
What have u earn..Son???
I got a pad for my fam n the fams thats on lock!
Talk the walk..n walk what u can't drop
I was birth from a seed to this planet rock..
I've been runnin' dmc with the Bambaataa plant rock!!!(sonic booom!!)
Fuse with the soul of hip hop..I'm hippy-dy to this ill drop..
I'm so hot like pharrell drop..
The thrilla in manila like when Biggie pop!!
Im all sage from the age of Pac n hip hop
Like Nas history in the making, I'm marking my own spot!!
This life of mine like the "Get Down"!!
I just connect the dot n take off like a fuselage..I refuse to stop!!
Cuz this amusing when ur veiws from the top!!(ugh!)